South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1887-06-03
A FALLEN IDOL.

II think him the very embodiment of
chivary and gallantry," said Ethel
Hunt, enthusiastically.
She was dark checked, diamond.
eyed girl of eighteen, with braids of
blue hair coilcd around the back
OF her small, Greek shaped head and a
color as rich and vclvcty as the side of a
July peach.
''Humph!' said Aunt Sara. sPve
heard girls talk so before and it general
ly ended in one thing"
For shame! Aunt Sara" cried Ethel
coloring up to her cyclashcs. 81 only
mean, of course, that he is very agree.
able companion"
Gan agreeable compau ion-of course. Z"
said Aunt Sara. Look Ethel; do YOU
think white Maltese lace or French
blonde, with heading of Roman pearls,
would be prcttiest for this berthe2,
Aunt Sara knew when TO drop a SUBJ
Ject and when to hold on to it! But
when Ethel was stitching the quilting of
French blonde on to the white silk dress
her young aunts mind was bu,y upon
The topic she had apparently abandoned.
"The Giiagreeable fellow" thought
Aunt Sur. 'IIe has somehow heard
that E hcl has money, and he is deter.
mined to win it. If she could only sec
him in his true light-but / know what
perversc thing woman's heart is.
Just as sure as l attempt to tell her
what he really is she'll make up her mind
that he is the finest and least appreciated
parsonage on the face of the earth. And
did so want her to keep her heart
whole until Earl Wells come, to be
Charles's groomsman. Earl Wells is
worthy of princess.
They say he is perfectly intolerablc
at hom"," Sara said to herself. Clara
Waters was there once and heard him
rating his sisters fcarfuIly because the
beefsteak for his late breakfast was a
little overdonc. If only could man
age it that Ethel should sec him in his
true light"
Sac sat and thought while longer
ana suddenly the color bloomcd into
her check, and dimplcs into her chin.
she started up.
Ethel" she said, "Pm sure you must
be tired of slit n over that. everlasting
stitching. I've got to go over to Susy
Morand's to borrow a pattern. 1t will
be just pleasant walk for u.s."
ITO Miss Mornnd's ~ Ethel was
vexed with herself, but she could not
help the tclI-taIc blood that surged into
her checks. isn't it rather eariyi Only
9 o'clock!'
|. 'Early9 Not bit! Susy and arc
so intimate that we don't mind curl
papers and calico wrappers. Get your
hat and come along, quick!"
But, in spite Of her celebrations 10
speed, Sara Martcll smiled TO herself to
perceive that Eth | Hunt fingered long
enough in her own room to change her
black lace brcn't-kno. for bccomin
little butterfly bow of rose coloreI rib.
Don, and to rearrango the dainty tend
rilIs of silky black hair that dropped so
caressingly over her low, broad forehead.
"Shc thinks VIC shall sec Julian Nor.
and, she thu Int to herself. "Wcll.
perhaps we shall. / am putting myself
entirely in the hands Of luck and
chance"
But when they reached the Morand
mansion, instead of ringing formally at
tho front door, Miss Martcl went around
to the back porch, a pretty little entrance
all shaded with honeysuckles aud trum
pct vines.
81 alwoy' go in here" said She non
cha'antly, in reply 60 Ethcl's rcmonstrat-
ing glance. "Suc Morand and | arc lust
like sisters"
Sue Morlnd, blooming girl Of
eighteen, was in tho kitchen making
apple pics.
"Tho pattcrnl or course you shall
have it, she cried. Gust wait minute
till get it,"
"Fll 90 with you. sail Sara. ethel.
you'll not mind whiting for us hcrcYr
''Not in the least" said Ethel. And
she sat down by the window, where
ivics, trained in bottles Of water. wcr,
creeping like green jewels across tho
crystal poncs Of glass.
"Suel Suc!7 She started rs tho voice
Of her prcux Oh waller Of tho evening
before came roaring down the back
stairs. "Confound you all down there.
why aren't my boots backed2 Sucl
Mother! Mil Whats become Of nv
breakfast You must think man has
nothing to do but to lie here and wait
all day for you lazy folks to stir
around"
There was no reply as he ausod, MP
parcntly expecting ono. Mother" was
down in the garden under big green
'un-bonnct gathering scarlet-chcolScd
tomatoes for dinner. "NolP' was in the